I like to blog stalk. Some people blog as a way of creative escape, some blog to share memories with others, and some use their blog as a journal. But there are a few blogs that I read, one in particular, whose blogger never blogs about anything bad that happens in their life. Only the great parties they've thrown, or the wonderful trips they've been on. Their blogs make me feel like I don't have the nicest house with granite counter tops, teak cabinets, slate flooring, or all stainless steel appliances. I also feel like a bad mom who doesn't love her kids enough pick up all the Otter Pop wrappers after them or have them signed up at with the best (and most expensive) ballet academy or sports camps, or whisk them away on fabulous vacations all across the country. I also feel disorganized, non-crafty, and boring. So, why, do I continue to read these? Self masochism I suppose.
Now, if you are reading this, you can be absolutely positively 100% sure that I am not talking about you or your blog. I can guarantee that to you. The blogs I am referring to are those of your best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend.
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Huh. pretty sure Im reading that same blog...your mother's brother's neighbors sisters blog.
You are on my blog list!! It's just been a while since your last post. Good to hear thoughts from you. I think we all check a blog or two like that. Overwhelming...
Exact reason why when I got the Pottery Barn magazine in the mail yesterday, I directly tossed it into the recycle.
Are you sure that blogger is telling the truth? It's entirely possible that the 24ct gold life she writes about is really gold-plated rusty old nails.
A few years ago I stalked a blog regularly... until I found out that comments were highly moderated. Ugh. I much prefer honesty.
On the other hand, I do try to keep my blog upbeat. That means leaving out the parts about dirty baseboards, the argument with Eris tonight (I was right, by the way!), my grungy car that needs washing and all of the overgrown shrubs in the yard. Oh, and let's not forget the stupid neighbors, the stacks of photos that are waiting to be put in books, the sewing that has been neglected and the promised disc of geneology info that was supposed to be done six months ago.
Why do I read your blog? Because you amaze me with your patience. And because I still can't believe that you are shooting in manual mode while I'm too chicken to even attempt it!
Now I really must get back to my original task tonight, which was, I think, writing a new post for my blog. Instead I'm stalking yours. Go figure.
Love it Merv...Though I do have granite countertops and love to vacation...but plenty goes wrong in my life!!! Love ya...And yes next summer FOR SURE we need to plan a get together with everyone!
Amen sister. Those blogs always make me feel like I am such a 'complainer' in my honesty.
Pobody's nerfect. Didn't you know?
Whoa - this has totally been a thing with me too as of late. I have got to learn how to "snap out of it!" Such a bad thing to get in the habbit of comparing yourself to other peeps. The thing is, Aunt Murial. You are the best and you are the best. So not to worry:)
haha very nice! I too was a little overwhelmed...I mean I live in an overpriced shoebox,yell at my kids, and lack many a creative bone. BUT the other day it hit me, I'm mediocre, then I realized I was really good at being mediocre. SO, I have found comfort and piece in my cozy little mediocre life :) and on the days I forget it's ok, I go to disneyland
So true. Aaron always tells me when I start the I'm a crappy mom, wife, etc, etc. that the people who I'm comparing myself to probably have WAY bigger problems than me, and they have to over-compensate to make up for it :) Not very nice, but it makes me feel better! LOL
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